She leans in, wanting another kiss, but you have other ideas for her, more passionate ones. As Rindo puts her weight on you, you step back against the nearest wall, throwing the poor girl off balance as the support she had expected to be there suddenly vanishes. She squeals, starting to flail, but you turn her fall into a catch mid-air and use her momentum to spin her right around — >> even after putting on a bit of weight even after putting on a bit of weight << she's so light that she really is easy to manhandle once you get used to it. Rindo shudders in your grasp, her three tails squirming against your belly, and it's several moments before her tensed muscles finally relax with an accompanying moan of relief.
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bolded the typo in the paragraph, just a small repeat of itself